You are small, you easily find room
In the palms of a Ciurlionis' King...
You are like a slice of wholesome bread
On the festive table of the world...
On the globe you are a tiny patch,
A steel plate from Grunwald suit of armour,
A trace of Pirciupis ablaze with blood,
A crystal droplet of a sky-blue lake,
A bright green sunrise over fallow lands,
A rain of sunbeams on a city square.
On the globe you are an amber speck
With the sent of pinewood and the gleam of blood...
Only in our love you are truly great
And in our palms you are invincible
and in our dreams you are a fairy-tale
And in our eyes your are a land of sunshine.
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To Lithuania (J. Degutytė)
You are small, you easily find room
In the palms of a Ciurlionis' King...
You are like a slice of wholesome bread
On the festive table of the world...
On the globe you are a tiny patch,
A steel plate from Grunwald suit of armour,
A trace of Pirciupis ablaze with blood,
A crystal droplet of a sky-blue lake,
A bright green sunrise over fallow lands,
A rain of sunbeams on a city square.
On the globe you are an amber speck
With the sent of pinewood and the gleam of blood...
Only in our love you are truly great
And in our palms you are invincible
and in our dreams you are a fairy-tale
And in our eyes your are a land of sunshine.
Translated by Lionginas Pažūsis
http://prezi.com/yypoyvhrz571/proudly-made-in-lithuania/